Do you like it?"

"Oh, it's dandy!" exclaimed Herbert. "I love it!"

The children sat down and had an orange and some oatmeal and a glass of
milk and a roll with golden yellow butter on it. But of course the
Monkey and the Candy Rabbit had nothing to eat. They did not want
anything. Being toys, you see, they did not have to eat. Though, at
times, they could eat certain things if they wished.

Madeline kept her Candy Rabbit near her plate. All of a sudden, as the
little girl was eating, she dropped her spoon in her oatmeal dish, and a
drop of milk spattered into the glass eye of the Candy Rabbit.

"Oh, look what you did!" exclaimed Herbert, who saw what had happened.
"You'll blind your Rabbit."

"Oh, my poor Rabbit!" said Madeline, and, with her napkin, she carefully
wiped the drop of milk out of the Rabbit's eye. And the Bunny never even
blinked. That's what it is to be a Candy Rabbit, and have glass eyes.
Not all of us are as lucky as that, are we?

A little later Herbert dropped a piece of his buttered roll. It fell
near the Monkey, who was lying on the table near the breakfast plate of
the little boy. Some of the butter from the roll stuck to the stick
which the Monkey climbed up and down.

"Now look what you did, Herbert!" said Madeline. "You'll make the stick
so slippery with butter that the Monkey may fall off."

"Come, children," called Mother, as she again entered the room. "You
must finish your breakfast and go to school. Put your Monkey back in the
box, Herbert. Don't be late for school."

"No'm, we won't!" promised the brother and sister.

A little later they were on their way, walking side by side on the path
that led to the red school house down by the white bridge. Madeline
looked at her brother curiously as they came near the building where
they studied their lessons.

"Have you got your books under your coat, Herbert?" asked Madeline.

"No, I haven't my books," he said.

"Well, what have you?" asked Madeline. "You have _something_, for I can
see a lump. What is it?"

Before Herbert could answer, if he had wanted to, the bell rang and the
two children, and some others who were straggling along, had to run so
they would not be late. Then, for a time, Madeline forgot what it was
her brother was bringing to school under his coat.

Just before recess, his teacher, looking down toward Herbert, sitting
near Dick and Arnold, called out:

"What have you there, Herbert? What are you showing to